Tag: life and death
The Lord’s Speckled Bird
The way they hatch me I feel safe & scared at once The Lord’s speckled bird
“After Hours” Album by The Weeknd
I. His voice like cider. On my tongue’s tongue. My lips’ lips. Drown rather than run. II. Rest Alone Again. Born in cold, peace, flurry, fear. We are the souls, though. III. Hours cake over lids. Bleeding? Better shower twice. Have Faith in bruising. IV. Empty, stripped Wild West. Every Snowchild’s day dream. Blinding Lights…
‘Pop!’ Goes Your Mindset
At first was chaos. Good moods are good minds, really. Now we regulate.
What Was The Point?
Soft thud among leaves Baby dies rather than flies One less chirping voice
Bite Me, Bite Me
Understand your role ‘Work harder’ so my mind says Adjust attitude(s)
Polar Bear Sighting
Muscle beneath pelt Pale fur and claws for twelve feet My fear tastes like bile